“I’m telling you, if you mess with me, you’re finished! This tea is just the appetizer. Next, I’ll make your life a living hell.” Shen Qianqian sneered.
At that moment.
“Hua Bao!” Lin Xuan rushed to Su Hua’s side, pulling out a tissue to wipe the tea off her face.
“A-Xuan, I’m fine,” Su Hua shook her head.
Lin Xuan’s dark gaze fell on Shen Qianqian.
“Lin Xuan, don’t misunderstand,” Shen Qianqian nervously explained. “I didn’t mean to splash her on purpose. She provoked me.”
Then, as if realizing something.
Shen Qianqian’s eyes widened in shock.
She felt like she had fallen into this vixen’s trap. Su Hua must have seen Lin Xuan coming and deliberately provoked her.
How shameless!
She had planned to use this trick against Su Hua, but Su Hua had beaten her to it.
“Lin Xuan, don’t be fooled by her fragile act. She’s just a white lotus who knows how to play the victim.”
Lin Xuan’s face turned cold.
Su Hua playing the victim?
Hah, as if. If it weren’t for something serious, she wouldn’t act like this.
At that moment.
Su Hua’s eyes reddened, and she looked deeply distressed.
“A-Xuan,” Su Hua stood on her tiptoes and kissed Lin Xuan’s lips, her voice filled with suppressed emotion.
Shen Qianqian watched this scene with jealousy burning in her eyes.
Shameless vixen!
How dare she seduce Lin Xuan in public!
“Hua Bao, tell me, what’s really going on?” Lin Xuan asked with concern. Su Hua’s pain couldn’t just be from the tea.
“It’s nothing,” Su Hua lowered her head. “She just said that you and I are only temporary. She said she’ll make you like her eventually.”
“A-Xuan, I’m so scared that one day you’ll leave me.”
Jiang Qing: “…”
What the—
Since when did President Su awaken such skills? White lotus skills?
Come to think of it, she had never noticed how good Su Hua’s acting was before. If she hadn’t been here herself, she might have believed Su Hua too.
The bodyguards nearby were also dumbfounded.
Was this… President Su?
Shen Qianqian glared at Su Hua. “I never said any of that! Stop making things up!”
Seeing Lin Xuan’s dark expression, her heart sank.
This was bad.
Lin Xuan was going to misunderstand her.
Would this leave a bad impression on him?
“Lin Xuan, I really didn’t say those things,” Shen Qianqian was on the verge of tears.
Lin Xuan: “I saw you splash tea on Hua Bao.”
“Lin Xuan, she deliberately made you see that.”
“Lin Xuan, this was all her plan. I’m innocent! I wouldn’t just splash someone for no reason,” Shen Qianqian desperately explained.
Jiang Qing stepped forward. “Young Master Lin, we all heard her say those things.”
Shen Qianqian was stunned. “Secretary Jiang, what are you doing here?”
Jiang Qing smiled. “I’m here in the restaurant to eat, of course.”
“Young Master Lin, you know your girlfriend’s personality. She’s usually cold and distant. If Shen hadn’t provoked her, she wouldn’t have acted like this.”
The four bodyguards also stepped forward. “Yes, we heard it too.”
Shen Qianqian bit her lip. “No, you’re all in cahoots! You’re colleagues, so of course you’d side with her!”
She looked around.
“The surveillance cameras! There must be cameras here. Call the manager and get the footage. That will reveal the truth!”
Yes, she needed to get the footage.
That would show Lin Xuan the true nature of this woman and expose how far she would go to slander others.
Jiang Qing smirked.
Surveillance footage?
As President Su’s right-hand woman, how could she not have taken care of that?
“Call your manager here,” Shen Qianqian grabbed a passing manager.
The manager quickly arrived.
“Miss, you called for me?”
“Go and get the surveillance footage right now!”
Shen Qianqian pulled out a stack of cash. “Here’s 10,000 yuan as a tip. I’ll give you another 150,000 yuan later.”
The manager’s eyes lingered on the cash, clearly tempted.
But he couldn’t release the footage.
The manager reluctantly looked away, deciding it was better not to see the money.
“Miss,” the manager apologized, “I’m really sorry, but the surveillance system broke this morning. It hasn’t been fixed yet.”
“Broke?”
Shen Qianqian’s eyes widened.
What a coincidence!
“A-Xuan, let’s just go back. I’m really fine,” Su Hua said softly.
Jiang Qing glanced at Su Hua.
Was President Su enjoying this act a little too much?
“Hua Bao, wait here,” Lin Xuan gently pressed Su Hua back into her chair.
Lin Xuan walked up to Shen Qianqian, his gaze icy. “Shen Qianqian, I’ve told you before—I don’t like you, and I already have a girlfriend. As the daughter of Shen Corporation, you keep trying to insert yourself into other people’s relationships. How shameless can you be?”
“And most importantly, you shouldn’t have splashed tea on Hua Bao.”
“Lin Xuan, I really didn’t mean to,” Shen Qianqian’s eyes filled with tears.
She was terrified.
Because of this, Lin Xuan would think she had a terrible character and would never like her again. What should she do?
Shen Qianqian suddenly turned to Su Hua, glaring at her. “It’s all your fault! You’re the vixen who made Lin Xuan misunderstand me!”
“I’ll fight you!”
Shen Qianqian charged forward, aiming to slap Su Hua.
Lin Xuan grabbed Shen Qianqian’s wrist.
“Lin Xuan,” Shen Qianqian’s heart raced. This was the first time Lin Xuan had touched her voluntarily.
The warmth from Lin Xuan’s hand on her wrist felt so wonderful.
Su Hua frowned, her eyes fixed on Lin Xuan’s hand gripping Shen Qianqian’s wrist.
A-Xuan… touched another woman.
Lin Xuan forcefully shoved Shen Qianqian away.
“What else do you want to do?” Lin Xuan’s voice was dangerously low.
Lin Xuan’s push was so strong that Shen Qianqian fell to the ground. She looked up at him in disbelief. “Lin Xuan, how could you treat me like this?” Tears welled up in her eyes.
She loved Lin Xuan so much.
How could he treat her like this?
Lin Xuan expressionlessly poured a bowl of tea and walked over. Under Shen Qianqian’s stunned gaze, he tilted the bowl.
The tea poured straight down onto Shen Qianqian’s head, drenching her completely.
“Lin Xuan.”
Shen Qianqian sat on the ground, looking at him with hurt and confusion.
Lin Xuan coldly said, “This is called returning the favor, Shen Qianqian. If you dare do anything to Hua Bao again, I won’t let you off.”
“Lin Xuan.”
Shen Qianqian scrambled to her feet.
“Let me tell you, this vixen is just a weak—”
Before she could finish, Lin Xuan suddenly slapped her hard across the face.
Shen Qianqian’s head snapped to the side from the force.
She froze for a moment, then slowly turned her face back. “Lin Xuan, you hit me?”
Lin Xuan had actually hit her?
Shen Qianqian was in complete shock.
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